Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

Chu Zixuan looked like a smug villain. He had seen Chu Xiaoran's expression just now. Since he didn't destroy him, he definitely couldn't let him leave the Chu Mansion safely this time.

Chu Zixuan already had an idea in his mind. He walked forward and snatched the suicide note from Chu Xiaoran's hand while he was distracted, and handed it to Gu Yanshu next to him. Gu Yanshu hurriedly folded the suicide note again and again before putting it into his sleeve as if it were a rare treasure.

"Chu Xiaoran, now that you have read the suicide note, it is indeed my mother's authentic handwriting. If there is still something you can't figure out and you still want to get my mother's property, the clan leader will be here tomorrow, so you can divide the Chu Mansion in front of the family elders."

Chu Zixuan was confident, and spoke in an arrogant tone, like a superior peacock. But how could a peacock compare to a phoenix? After all, Chu Xiaoran was included in the Chu family tree, and no matter how forgiving the patriarch was, he had to fight for some land for him.

"you……"

Chu Xiaoran wanted to say a few more words, but Nan Jinming grabbed her wrist. Now she has seen the most vicious heart of a man. Nan Jinming has experienced two lives, so how could he not see these situations clearly.

The Chu family also values ​​blood ties. In this case, it is unknown who will have the upper hand tomorrow.

"Since Second Master Chu has said so, Xiao Ran and I can't refuse your respect."

Nan Jinming pulled Chu Xiaoran over, but Chu Xiaoran couldn't stand steadily and leaned towards her.

"Originally, my original intention of coming here today was just to accompany him to see Madam Chu off."

Chu Xiaoran raised his eyes to glance at the coffin. This mourning hall was not worth being luxurious. It seemed that the two were afraid of being caught. After all, Chu Lianqin had never treated them unfairly during his lifetime.

When Chu Xiaoran thought of his mother who was away from home all year round and seldom came home, he felt a little resentful, but he couldn't understand her feelings. Maybe it was not easy to make money outside, but she never cared about whether he was living a good life.

"Xiao Ran, let's go."

Nan Jinming's voice was soft and a little ambiguous, and anyone with a discerning eye around them could see the relationship between the two.

Chu Zixuan was extremely disdainful. From the first moment he saw Nan Jinming's clothes, he knew that she was not presentable.

Gu Yanshu was different. Half a lifetime later, when he saw Nan Jinming, although she looked like a weak scholar, he always felt that this woman was not simple.

When Chu Xiaoran and Nan Jinming left the Chu family, everything went very smoothly. Based on Nan Jinming's skills, it was probably impossible for anyone to dare to stop them.

Tomorrow is the day Chu Lianqin will be buried, and I am afraid that more unexpected events will happen.

Nan Jinming didn't want to take risks, but he couldn't resist Chu Xiaoran's choice. Since he was going back, he naturally had to accompany him.

The night market opens early in the evening. For Nan Jinming, life and death have long been indifferent. It is better to drink today and worry about tomorrow when the time comes.

So Chu Xiaoran had only taken two bites of dinner when he was dragged to the night market at the south gate of Yuecheng by Nan Jinming. Because the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, there were many vendors selling lanterns.

There are countless lanterns of various designs along the moat, and among the dazzling array, you can also see many young boys and girls in love secretly meeting each other.

Chu Xiaoran followed Nan Jinming past the crowd selling lanterns and came to the edge of the moat. Looking at the tall ships in the river, which were decorated with lights and people playing the piano and flute, he really enjoyed it.

“This ship is so big!”

Chu Xiaoran looked at the ship in front of him. The ship had four floors. There were people reciting poems on the deck. In the private room on the top floor, he could vaguely see a few shadows moving around until someone drew aside the curtains.

Nan Jinming had excellent eyesight. He saw that the person had a smile on her lips, a charming smile, beautiful eyes, a fair and tight face, and stunning makeup. The silk and satin she was wearing were not something that ordinary people could afford.

"Who is this man? Why haven't I seen him in Yuecheng before?"

"I heard that he is a young master from the capital."

"I'm here to compete in martial arts and get a bride."

"Aren't the girls in Beijing good? How many girls can Yuecheng pick?"

"Who can know this?"

Chu Xiaoran stared at the man, he had indeed never seen such a handsome man. Maybe it was because he had met few people in his life, so he thought this man was very handsome.

The man glanced at the people on the shore and looked at the surrounding scenery until his eyes met Chu Xiaoran.

Nan Jinming was surprised at the coincidence and noticed that the man's eyes were on them.

"Who is this person? He is so handsome."

Chu Xiaoran just asked casually, but he always felt that Nan Jinming would know. After all, she was knowledgeable and experienced, and she must have known many sons of aristocratic families when she lived in the capital.

"Pei Zhaoli, the son of Prince Qingping, is indeed a bit better looking than his sister."

Nan Jinming was not panicked at all. After all, even if Pei Zhaoli knew him, she was now wearing Nan Jinming's face, not Murong Beitang's. In the vast crowd, even if he felt that she was somewhat familiar with him, he would not care.

"He is Pei Zhaoli, one of the three young masters of the capital?"

Chu Xiaoran had heard from the storyteller that among the three major families in the capital, there were three young masters. One was the son of Prince Qingping, Pei Zhaoli, and the other was the legitimate son of the Prime Minister, Nangong Jingcheng.

He couldn't quite remember who the other person was.

At that time, I was just curious whether these young masters also lived in high-walled courtyards like me. Now it seems that Young Master Pei is free to come and go and can control his own destiny. I heard that the martial arts competition to win a wife was also proposed by him.

"What is the Third Young Master of the Capital? Where did you hear these words?"

Nan Jinming touched the top of Chu Xiaoran's head lovingly. The soft hair passed through her fingers, and she actually felt that the feeling was somewhat subtle.

The men and women around were whispering and saw the people on the boat. Pei Zhaoli's eyes fell on Nan Jinming's face, watching her stroking Chu Xiaoran's hair lovingly. She was an ordinary person, but for some reason his eyes could not be taken away from Nan Jinming.

"That's what the storyteller outside the wall said, but it's been so long that I can't quite remember who the third person was..."

Chu Xiaoran turned around and saw Nan Jinming staring at him with a smile on her face. He thought she was going to lecture him, but it seemed like he was just overthinking.

"If you don't remember, then forget it. These titles are just imposed on them by others. Let's go. There's nothing good to see here. I'll take you to buy a rabbit lantern."

Nan Jinming suggested, and Chu Xiaoran seemed a little excited. Although he had the opportunity to go out every Mid-Autumn Festival, he was short of money and could only watch others playing and laughing while he...

Never mind. That's all in the past.

Chu Xiaoran held Nan Jinming's hand even tighter. How could he let go of her hand so easily?

"Someone is coming."

"What are your orders, son?"

The man stared at the direction Nan Jinming left, then pursed his lips and said in a cold voice, "Go check on the man and woman who were behaving so intimately just now."

"..."

The servant had no idea who his master was talking about, and the entire private room was in dead silence.